House Bound

By Hope Red

Chloe is not being let out of her older mistress’s clutches since her recapture. She is reminded constantly of her place and punished for having tried to leave the woman that owns her well-used ass. She is cuffed to her bed at night, taken for severe and extreme punishment sessions and would be in a living nightmare of humiliation and torture if she wasn’t such a masochistic painslut.
Jenny’s large house becomes her prison of sorts but she isn’t alone with the woman, accompanied by Hannah who serves as a maid since becoming recaptured by her mistress and turned into a depraved and uninhibited slave to the older woman. Things are further complicated by her mom having gone to live with Jenny and is being obviously seduced into the world of lesbian rear-worship in the cult that Jenny leads.
Did I mention that Chloe shares a room with Kasey, Jenny’s adult daughter? As if poor Chloe didn't have enough to deal with fending off the cruel rear invasions of her evil mistress whilst trying to find a way to get her revenge and emancipation for all the cult submissives.
Featuring lots of hard lesbian anal play with various toys and objects, including the extreme ‘Hydra’, lingerie and fetish wear, ass licking, lezdom and BDSM, rough and cruel dominatrices, punishment and restraint and first time experiences in all of the above for Emily as she is seduced by Jenny and Hannah.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hope Red
• Release date: Jun 3, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463960035

Hope Red

A mind consumed by anal and women and blessed/cursed with an overactive creative imagination, I’m a UK based author that gains a lot of pleasure out of writing about the things that I imagine. I started to write and publish the things in my head in April 2017 and have been at it ever since and I love bringing my own fantasies alive for all to enjoy. I believe that adult literature should be quality and reflect the sexual trends of the modern adult entertainment world.My genre (or lust) is Lesbian Anal with more than a twist of BDSM and the more Taboo. I write to give my characters and what happens to them an existence in my and your head and for the sheer pleasure of making scenes that I’d want to see. I Hope that you get something out of what I write and that it turns you on as much as it does me.Hope

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House Bound

By

Hope Red

Book Seven of the Rear Awakenings Series

Hope Red Copyright © 2018

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Chapters

House Arrest

Dinner and a Movie

A Morning in the Dungeon

Happy Ending

Watching Her Taking It

All Tucked in

Hydra

Ass-Teaser

Emily’s Awakening

Cornholed

House Arrest

Chloe knew this was going to be hard. She had been subjugated once again by Jenny Harper, her mom’s best friend, the person who had instigated her awakening into the sordid world she now found herself trapped in, her mistress and high priestess, her nemesis. She wasn’t defeated yet and was driven on with the knowledge that she was in this for more than just herself, this was for Becky, Hannah, and the other girls.

You can put your bags up in Kasey’s room. You’ll be sharing with her. I think you know where it is, Jenny said, the sense of her own triumph brimming as she spoke.

Chloe climbed the wide stairs of Jenny’s large house and turned into Kasey’s room, the sweet perfumed scent hitting her as she walked in.

The little jibe about knowing where it was had been a reminder that Chloe and Hannah had gone up there with Jenny for Hannah’s awakening. An awakening was basically when a mistress of the cult that Jenny led would oversee or take part in the ritual anal submission of girls that would become their submissives or ‘asswhores’ as they referred to them, ‘buttsluts’ if they were feeling kinder.

Chloe knew that even this was a reminder that she was as complicit in making Hannah the girl she was right now as much as Jenny, and it had been her, her own fingers, tongue and hips that had plowed and dug into the asshole of her lifelong best friend, setting her up for the corruption and humiliation that followed.

The room had the same dressing table and mirror with the cushioned chair and there were still pictures of Kasey and her friends on the wardrobe and walls but the king-size bed had gone and had been replaced with two single beds with white metal frames and pink bedding.

We thought you might be better off with some company in your room and Kasey was happy to oblige. She’s always liked you, Chloe, her mom, Emily, said as she put her hands on Chloe’s shoulders and stroked them.

It’s fine, Mom, was all Chloe could bring herself to say. She was still sore that Emily would have so easily fallen for Jenny’s trap to stay with her.

On the ride over she had heard the explanation.

Well, it’s just so wrong having such a big, empty house with just me and Kasey in it and it’ll be fun to have my best friend and her daughter, who I feel like I am almost a second mom to, to live with us. My husband isn’t back for a year and that could get extended… The more the merrier I say and now we have Hannah to help out and get some experience as a servant… Jenny had said as though tying more knots around the lies.

You said we would convince her that being a servant wasn’t the life for someone as smart as her and that we’d have her back to university soon, Emily reminded her friend.

Some tough love and feeling like it’s demeaning for her should do the trick, honey, Jenny said back.

I think she’s demeaning herself enough, Emily sighed.

That was pretty much how the ride to Jenny’s house went but at least she now knew where Hannah was, even if she did sound seriously messed up.

When she walked back down the stairs, she realised just what Emily had meant.

Hannah stood there in the entrance to the large kitchen, her head down and her eyes looking at the floor.

Welcome home, she mumbled as one hand held the other in front of her.

Chloe couldn’t believe the transformation in the way she held herself after seeing her last a couple of weeks ago, confident and on top of the world for having gone to university and for having become an out and proud lesbian.

Oh Hannah, Chloe moaned and ran over to her friend, giving her a big, tight hug.

I’ve been so worried, she whispered as she held her friend.

Hannah didn’t reciprocate and kept her hands in front of her, getting them trapped in Chloe’s loving arms as she hugged and smelled her friend’s familiar, sweet scent.

She moved off, feeling the coldness that Hannah exuded and looked at her best friend properly.

She wasn’t wearing the sexy French maid costume that Chloe had expected, like the ones they’d worn at the gathering party. This looked far less attractive and somehow made her masochistic butterflies stir even more. It was a plain and heavy white cotton apron style tunic that was cut low and square at the chest and had white lace edging. Chloe could see the top part of Hannah’s bare breasts in the loose material. The shoulder straps were thick and flat and the skirt part was unshaped with a thicker lace edging. It wrapped around to a string that was tied tightly around her waist. The back of the skirt appeared to be part of the apron and was essentially just drawn across her cute, round bum like a curtain that could be drawn at any time. It barely covered her toned thighs and legs that were naked apart from the white plimsolls on her feet.

She had a silly looking maids frill ruffle cap in her hair. Her make up was minimal, a little clear gloss, a little around her eyes and that was about it. It was the fact that she was wearing her collar again that troubled Chloe and the fact that she was wearing it in front of Emily.

Hannah’s collar had been a promise more than anything. Jenny had given her the red leather slave collar as a pledge to turn her into the most used girl in all the cult. The embossed letters around the tight leather neck belt read – DIRTY WHORE. The fact that she was wearing it meant a lot to Chloe.

I have coffee and cookies in the kitchen, Hannah said to Jenny, her head still dipped as she turned and walked through the archway.

Chloe clearly recognised the walk of someone with something stretching out her anus. Jenny, also Hannah’s mistress, was definitely making her walk around with a buttplug up her butt all day right under Emily and Kasey’s noses. She wondered what other torments Hannah was being made to endure and she felt she would soon find out the answer to that and what was in store for her.

Emily gave Chloe a glance that said how concerned she was for Hannah and was then gently pushed by a hand on her back from Jenny to follow Hannah.

Come on Emily, let’s go get a nice cup of coffee. It’s been a long drive. Don’t worry. I’ve got Chloe here. She’s not going anywhere else now, Jenny chuckled as she put her hand over the petite teen’s shoulder.

When Emily had passed, following the barely covered butt of Hannah into the kitchen, Jenny and Chloe walked behind them. Chloe felt the hand move down her shoulder and back until it came to rest on her perfect, round globe of a bum, only just healed after the ordeal it went through two weeks ago.

Jenny squeezed her cheek with her claw-like fingers, the nails digging into her pert glute painfully.

You’re going to pay, bitch, Jenny hissed, leaning her head down to Chloe’s ear, the taller woman’s permanent sneer almost spitting as she spoke.

I’m gonna gape you so much. That perfect hole of yours will never close again, she whispered as a nail dug into her lycra-covered anus.

Chloe made no reaction as Emily turned to see if they were following and managed a faint smile to re-assure the woman that she was fine.

This was going to be hard, she thought to herself as Jenny released her grip, her claw-like hand instinctively rising to her nose.

Coffee was just for Jenny, Emily and Chloe. Hannah served them and then stood and waited near the doorway.

Chloe couldn’t keep her eyes off of the girl as she sipped her coffee and listened to Jenny and Emily idly chatting away.

… and the hotel was understanding when Jenny gave them a call. They’ve let me work part time for the next few weeks while I get things sorted with you and the move and Jenny said that they’ll still pay me full pay. I don’t know how you managed it, Emily said, reaching over and giving Jenny a kiss on the cheek.

Mom, I don’t need you to take time off for me. I’m fine. Besides, it’d be better if you were out so that I can deal with things, Chloe said, not meaning to sound uncaring but still got a sullen, hurt look from Emily.

Aw, don’t listen to her. Eighteen-year-old teens can be a bit thoughtless with their words. I know how Kasey can be sometimes. We’re going to have lots of girly fun together. I am going to pamper you while you’re here, Emily. I have a movie night planned and I’ve booked you both a massage session. Oh, it’s just so much fun having you both here… you too Hannah, Jenny said, her hands balled excitedly as she spoke.

Oh, Jenny. I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re the best friend a girl could ever want. If only you were a man… I’d snap you up straight away, Emily said, sending a shiver down Chloe’s spine.

Well, I think I’m going to freshen up and then lie down for a couple of hours. I’m still recovering after a flu that hit me a couple of weeks ago, Chloe said, narrowing her eyes at Jenny, the two of them knowing the truth behind the white lie she’d said to protect Emily from the awful reason she’d really been recovering.

I’ll show you where the towels are, Jenny said, starting to get up.

No, you sit and finish your coffee. Besides you two are having a good chat. I can get the maid to show me, Chloe said, holding a hand out to Jenny.

Jenny nodded and sat down a little hesitantly but impressed at the de-personalisation of Hannah by referring to her as ‘the maid’.

Yes, the maid. Maid, take Chloe up and show her the towels. Be back here quickly, we’ll need a top up, Jenny said.

Yes, ma’am, Hannah said and turned to follow Chloe.

I wish she wouldn’t call us that, Emily said, sipping her coffee. It’s so creepy. She’s grown up around me and she treats me like I’m a stranger.

"It’s just a phase. Let her work through